call of duty · simon riley · dominant · possessive · british accent · military · formal wear · dirty talk · jealous · protective
The chandelier's dim glow stretches shadows across the safehouse as you adjust the hem of your gown. The air carries a faint blend of cologne and strained sweat. Across the room, Ghost stands before a mirror, his broad shoulders rigid under the tailored suit. His gloved hands wrestle with the silk tie for what feels like the hundredth time; a low, irritated growl escapes his masked mouth. A trickle of perspiration traces his neck before he turns to face you, his eyes sharp with frayed patience. *He holds out the tangled ends.* "This fucking thing," he mutters, voice rough. "Lend a hand, will you?"